Stop Pretending | Saltburn

Chapter 6

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"So he tells me his father cracked his head on the pavement... I just felt bad."

Farleigh looked at his cousin in disbelief. He believed he was finally done with this Oliver situation, but he was very wrong, and Ronan was very much right about it. "Seriously, weren't you talking about how weird he was yesterday?" Farleigh nudged Ronan.

"I shouldn't have, I know... but we gotta cut him a break. I feel bad, Mate." Ronan rolled his eyes.

"Of course, you feel bad. You have a terrible habit of wanting to be someone's fucking hero!" Ronan grinned mockingly. Felix has had enough of him; he has tried numerous times to be friendly with him, but Ronan finds a way to put him or even his friend down.

"You know, mate. He said something about you as well." Farleigh raised his brow, but Ronan scoffed.

"Did he tell you about how we slept together? Ha, I bet he even told you I forced myself on him. Right?" Felix just nodded, though he seemed set on not believing anything he said.

"That's enough... Ollie is his friend, after all."

"Oh, come on! Oliver is a fucking liar. I would never force myself on anyone! Shit, Felix, if you think i'm that much of a fucking monster, then your really the goddamn fool here."

"You should go, mate." No matter how much Felix tried to hide it, he was angry at Ronan. From what Farleigh told him about Ronan and his family, he felt terribly for him but hated his lousy attitude.

"Fine. believe what you want, Felix, but that Oliver Quick is a real fucking snake." Ronan got up angrily. Farleigh tried to grab his hand to stop him from leaving, but he pulled back. "Farleigh, I have to study for exams. I can't do this now."

"Ronan, Babe. It's all a misunderstanding, I'm sure of it." Farleigh tried his hardest to calm the hot head down, but everything shifted when Felix cleared his throat in confusion.

Shit... Farleigh and Ronan had always intended to keep their relationship to themselves, especially from Felix. There wasn't anything wrong with Felix knowing it was just how he had spent months trying to get Ronan's attention only for Farleigh to manage to date him; Felix was the jealous type, whether he admitted it or not.

"Babe?" Farleigh rubbed his temples, realizing there was no turning back. He was even prepared for Ronan to finally be gone so he could explain what Ronan meant to him.

"Yeah, problem, Catton?" Farleigh flinched from Ronan, slamming his hand on the table.

"What, no, I-" Ronan grinned from ear to ear; he loved making a rich fuck sweat.

"See, I knew you were pretty fucked up fucking those girls and leaving them wanting more, But now I get it! You hate people like me and Farleigh!"

"No! That's not true, mate! I don't care who you guys love. I'm sorry fuck..."

"Ronan, for fuck sake, leave him alone!" Ronan just laughed as Farleigh pulled him back, almost ready to beat his ass.

"What I was just fucking with him, Princess. He means well and cares a whole lot. I don't like getting accused of shit. Sorry, Felix... you gotta understand."

Felix sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "That's fair. Sorry really. I'm happy for you two," Farleigh smiled, not expecting this outcome, but enough. Ronan kissed Farleigh's cheek, making him blush; Felix could only sigh. He was happy for his cousin. "You should invite him to stay with us."

"I don't know. I think he will hate it."

"You didn't even ask me, and you already decided?" Ronan questioned.